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“I destroy myself repeatedly, without remorse.”
— Six Word Story #79 by absentions
a series of stupidly gorgeous collections
↳ paolo sebastian a/w 2014 bridal collection [+ details]
The Prince of Egypt songs (in order of appearance).
i just got the 4096 tile on 2048 O.O
ADVICE FROM DIONYSUS
Burn all your bridges
just so that you can build them again
with thicker ropes.
Hurt all the people you love
and then commit every felony to win them back.
Drown yourself in bleach until not even Heaven’s light
can compare to how bright you burn.
Turn yourself inside out
and paint your organs the color of what you see
in your dreams.
This is the art of
living with a ticking heart, a grenade you
throw through windows to make a
point that language
has no room for.
This is how I destroyed you.
is how I kept you alive.
Dig yourself a ditch, six
feet deep, and bury everything that you’ve ever
said, everything that you’ve never
meant, and everything that has
burned you and left you with nothing
i made these last night and let me tell you friends, there is something so very beautiful about sitting up in bed at midnight, drunk-skyping people and eating kit kat brownies, i felt truly, truly alive
Let it Go (Chinese musical Instruments cover: Erhu, Guzheng)
古筝：玉面小嫣然 , CM Entertainment
"The thing about the dance is, you never get to stop. Every day you wake up, it’s the same bloody question that haunts you: is today the day I die? Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner or later it’s gonna catch you. And part of you wants it… not only to stop the fear and uncertainty, but because you’re just a little bit in love with it. Death is your art. You make it with your hands, day after day. That final gasp. That look of peace. Part of you is desperate to know: what’s it like? Where does it lead you? And now, you see, that’s the secret. Not the punch you didn’t throw or the kicks you didn’t land. Every Slayer… has a death wish. Even you. The only reason you’ve lasted as long as you have is you’ve got ties to the world… Your mum, your brat kid sister, the Scoobies. They all tie you here, but you’re just putting off the inevitable. Sooner or later, you’re gonna want it. And the second… the second that happens… You know I’ll be there. I’ll slip in… Have myself a real good day. Here endeth the lesson."